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Ooooweee!!! People, I just had to ping my phone at home to find it. That’s right! I lost my phone in my one bedroom condo. ??♀️ I heard an alarm go off an hour ago, so I knew it was in the house. When I got ready to go to bed, I couldn’t find it.
I had to use Find My iPhone to find my phone in my small house. And I can’t take the Adderall because of my other medications. SIGH… Obviously it’s time for me to go to bed. ??♀️
Even with the sun shining, I’m still surrounded by a funk and a fog this week. I guess Daylight Savings has hit me really hard. I haven’t been able to shake this mood. Lately I’ve been tired, annoyed, fed up, and… tired. I know it’s stress at work (Do I have to be asked to do everything?) and stress of doing everything on my own (Even taking out the trash has pissed me off!). But, this Black Woman has reached the point where I have no more nice words to give! And I don’t think Sunday mass or my therapist will help with adding those words back into my vocabulary. I’m just fed up with everything and everybody!
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Luke Perry, Dead at 52 from massive stroke…Keith Flint (Prodigy), Dead at 49 from completed suicide…Gone too soon…
T.Lanette
I couldn’t believe it when I heard this news last Sunday. Two young men who were part of my adult culture, gone. Their death was too soon and at a young age. Perry was only two years older than me. Flint was a year younger.
Too many of us are dying from stress and troubles too young. We have every modern convenience to make our lives easier. There are medical advances to help us live longer. Yet, lately, I’m reading about young people dying from late-in-life diseases and the effects of mental illness.
…It’s just too soon!
T.Lanette
Pain is not your friend nor is anyone who is causing that pain. In life, you have to realize to show up for yourself and stop begging people, includes your blood relatives, to love you.
Emma Ortega Negrete
I needed to see this post tonight. Stuck? I feel as if I’ve been stuck since I was 8 years old. That’s when my childhood ended. (No, I wasn’t physically or verbally abused.) I just had a mother who decided it was time for me to “get older.” She had my brother to focus on, and it was time for me to be less dependent. So, 42 years later, I’ve managed to have a relationship with my mother. (Thank you therapy!) I promised my dad (my parent) I would try. Since he’s died I’ve definitely tried. And the week after Thanksgiving, I realized I’ve tried too hard. This relationship has been a huge source of pain for me. I’m tired. I’ve sacrificed my feelings too often for family, too often for my mother. I’m too tired! I won’t be sacrificing my feelings anymore.
BovaryCee 